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*B*

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joined on 12/05/04
last updated 05/09/08
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Tribe Friends

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RL Celestial Beings in my Orbit...

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Curious?

Gender
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Curious about all that is...
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Hugs and kisses

July 8, 2007
B says "if you want to be my friend; just be real" and that she is. She's adept at the fine art of seeing through the words and finding a human being behind them.
April 18, 2007
for the walk and the movie and the catch up time,

you are

beloved
April 8, 2007
*B* is the very essence of kindness, compassion, wisdom, and beauty. She's shown me the face of grace in the face of adversity. She broke through my skepticism about humanity, and showed me how one person can make a difference.

I can't imagine life without her in it. Nor would I want to.
Unsu...
 
December 9, 2006
maker of spaces ritual, a friend both real and virtual, a sweetheart, a heathen, warm, cool, and even, her demeanor and smile are much like a rose...multipetaled and scented, well worth a visit, Beki is a friend who delights!
March 28, 2006
Balanced and beautiful in true Grecian style, this muse thoughtfully disperses her magic throughout her realm of influence.
Unsu...
 
March 16, 2005
Beki is a wonderful human being, and goddess in the flesh. She is a fine example of love, compassion, and kindness. The more I get to know her, the more I realize that she is a rare gem among women. One of my alltime favorite people!!
February 5, 2005
Remarkable dahling.....simply remarkable;)I hope to know her for a very long time
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Blah, blah, blah...

Re: Wearing a helmet (in Bicycle!) I love my Nutcase helmet. Very comfortable (and looks cute too!)

This one's mine: www.nutcasehelmets.com/popups...st.html

I'm saving up for a RetroVelo bike in pastel green to match! retrovelo.de/
Clever Cycles, here ... read more
discussion post on Sun, May 11, 2008 - 6:36 PM
Re: Body Talk (in Ask a Sexy Woman Anything) Loved your answers Misha! I'm sorry I missed the hot tub...I heard you all had a great time. Rain check?

I know this might sound odd but my yoni expresses a great deal of who I am....a mother, a lover, a woman, a mate - sensual, feminine, sof... read more
discussion post on Fri, May 9, 2008 - 11:12 PM
Re: Relationship without co-dependence (in Conscious Relating) sorry for the typos! hope that made sense...was typing and answering the phone at the same time. talk about not being present!!! LOL
discussion post on Thu, May 8, 2008 - 9:12 AM
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One Of My Favorite Muses...

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Tales of Passion

Follow the link below to watch the inspiring 18 minute speech by feminist author Isabelle Allende.

www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/204

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I want to grow up to be Maude

"It’s best not to be too moral. You cheat yourself out of too much life. Aim above morality."

Maude from the movie Harold and Maude

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How To Join My Friends List

When I joined tribe back in '04, I was eager to add friends to my network, as we all are when first discovering the joys of connecting here. I have to admit that I was less than selective about those who requested to be added to my network. Back then, if someone sent me an invitation, I would always accept. Over time, I have discovered that there have been some in my network whom I don't know beyond an avatar (which changes).

My desire in adding friends to my network is to *gasp* develop friendships, what a novel idea! With this in mind, I am requestring that those who wish to be included in my network, share an introduction explaining how it is you "bumped" into me here, what you feel we have in common and a little something about yourself that will help establish a friendship. I am always happy to hear from fellow tribers so don't be shy. Just be real.

In Bliss,
*B*

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Sacred and Divine

Ancient Wisdom
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Words

Slayed

Human, fleshly need
Impaled – blood red
Sacrificed
Offered on a bed of coals
White with Soul’s fury
To writhe and dance within Her flame

All Conquering Mother ~
Consume me
Breathe me
Drink me up
As no human can
Dance upon my heart and make it sing
Songs of true love…
Until there is no one here but You.

Purified - at last
Nothing but ash remains of the tie
That held my heart hostage
Illusion – a mere story of nothingness
The jealous passion of a false lover
Dies and I am reclaimed



SKIN

Soft
So soft
to the touch
And gently draped
O’r curve and valley
Hip…thigh…belly
Ah, pillowed belly
With tender smocking
Stitched with love
And seamed
Where I once cradled
my gifts to the world
daughter, daughter, son
and where now
I proudly wear
the ripened fruit
of me –
Soft
So soft
to the touch.

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Ecstasy

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Kali-Me

I am woman!
The pain and rage of a million sorrows I carry within my breast
As the love and compassion borne of every mother bleeds red from my womb
I am the circle cast of flesh and spirit
The sheer will of my intention is the athame I thrust up before man
The fire of Kali shoots from my nostrils as dragon’s breath
The destroyer I am
The alpha and omega I AM
The healer I become when first I have licked my wounds
Their bitter weeping intoxicates me and I am made powerful
Strike me with your whips,
Ha! Bind me with your chains and still, I am not yours
Untamed, I rail against the boundaries of my own body
I am more than what you see
and more than what you feel with earthly hands
My edges grope the endlessness of being
In defiance of all that is assumed of me, I bare my teeth
And scream in ragged wrenching silence my truth,
My law that no one knows
Because it resides locked within and the key is mine alone
Those who play at divinity with long winded speeches and heavy hands
Shall crumble and be broken by the very divinity they spout
For She hears them all and She cares not for words
She wants naught but complete and utter surrender beneath Her dancing feet
Beat the drums; call forth the sitar, the ankle bells and the flute
This is the hour of reckoning, a time for karmas to come and play
My body sways and spins with the rhythmic call of Her charge
Moon carries with it the fullness of my power
Sun bows low before my passion
Stirred and released through an act of love with the Beloved
Don’t speak to me of truth, speak to me of humility and I might listen
I don't want the hollow chords sung by sweet voices masking hatred
Rather, give me the discordant tones of a soul stripped bare and broken
The body of a mendicant over the marble carvings of perfection
For this is what I AM.

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Ahh-blog-ations

Last night I, along with hundreds of other bicyclists, joined in riding a fourteen block route to honor the life of Tracey Sparling, the 19 year old student of the Pacific Northwest College of Art who was killed Thursday afternoon when she collided with a cement truck which had turned into her path.

It was quite moving to arrive at the west end of the Burnside Bridge for the ride and watch as so many others arrived to share in mourning a life cut short so needlessly. Everyone waited in near silence as the time approached, the mood was somber - sadness and grief were palpable in the air. Cyclists of all ages came, including whole families with infants in Burleys.

The Director of Portland's Bicycle Transportation Alliance, Scott Bricker, spoke to the crowd as he held his infant daughter in his arms, sharing his own concern for his daughter's safety since a vehicle accident is statistically the most likely reason his own child's life would be torn from him. Safety is a vital issue for bicycle transportation and with the help of the BTA and those of us in the community becoming active in supporting efforts at making the streets safer for all who share them, we CAN make a difference.

At 6:30 pm the Memorial Ride began. Slowly, so slowly that many simply walked their bikes, the procession moved down W. Burnside. All you could hear was the sound of dozens of bicycle bells ringing. It made me think of Buddhist Temple Bells as we merged slowly toward the crash site. It was apparent that many of the onlookers along the route were aware of what was going on and stood respectfully along the sidewalks adding their silent protest to the that of the cyclists. Others, maybe a handful, who clearly had no idea what was happening, illustrated the angst some drivers have for the bicyclists who share the roads with them. Angry horns honked occasionally and one man began screaming abuse at the peaceful procession moving through one of the largest intersections. I was impressed with the self control of the processionists...it was obvious that the young men in the crowd would have loved to teach this guy a lesson he'd never forget but they handled the situation admirably, and kept the focus of their energies on the purpose of our ride, refusing to be baited into a fight.

All along the way you could hear bikers thanking the pedestrians and drivers who patiently waited as the long trail of bikes passed through the busy rush hour streets....bells continuously chiming in the cool evening air. Finally, upon arriving at our destination, it was clear that we were here to honor the life of Tracey. There was a Ghost Bike (a white bicycle) secured to the signal post at the corner of W 14th and Burnside. Flowers and cards...messages and candles...tears and silent prayers were all being offered as a hush descended upon the crowd. It took quite a while for all of the cyclists to pay their respects.

The reality of just how fragile we are hits home and we are accutely aware that this could very easily have been any one of us. Our hearts ached for Tracey's family and friends. By coming together in this way, we created an invisible thread stitching us together in our awareness of life, community, and what it means to live with intention and solidarity of purpose in creating a safer future for everyone. And it was also, I think, a deeply meaningful tribute to Tracey's life.
Sat, October 13, 2007 - 10:38 AM permalink - 4 comments
 
Part of my transition to a more intentional way of life has included moving more actively toward bicycle commuting. I personally feel that in urban areas, it is vital to our future progress.

Sadly, I learned today that a 19 year old bike commuter was killed not far from my home yesterday. She was obeying the law, riding in the bike lane but the cement truck driver making a right hand turn didn't see her. She died instantly. It is so tragic that a life so young and full of promise can be blotted out so easily. It's horrible that someone who is trying to live with intention and awareness of the environment is taken from the world which needs awareness so badly.

bikeportland.org/2007/10/1...#more-5528

Tonight there will be a Memorial bike ride. I hope that every Portlander with a bicycle will join us in making others aware of the need for caution in sharing the streets with those who are more vulnerable to injury by choosing to commute in an environmentally conscious manner.

As I understand it, anyone who would like to participate is invited to meet up at the Burnside Bridge at 6:00 pm. The ride will start at 6:30 pm and follow the route to the location of the accident. I hope to see some of my fellow tribers there.



Fri, October 12, 2007 - 12:58 PM permalink - 3 comments
 
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